The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 22

After getting back to the apartment, I’d barely set down my things before my phone began to ring. I groaned, not having the patience for any human interaction. It didn’t help that the plane ride home had left me exhausted.

With a sigh, I grabbed it from out of my bag. I barely registered the name on the screen before I thoughtlessly picked up the call.

“Hello?” I said, dropping my keys on the counter. I hurried over to the kitchen and opened the fridge. “This is Evie.”

“Hi, Evie,” Timothy’s voice came through and I nearly dropped the bottle of fruit juice I had grabbed.

I placed the container on the counter and cleared my throat. “Timothy. Hi.”

“Sorry, this is sudden. Considering I just saw you,” he said with a laugh. “I was wondering if you had time this week to discuss the case a bit further?”

“Of course.” I grabbed a glass from the pantry and filled it up with the juice. “Just give me a time, and I’ll likely be free.””

He hummed thoughtfully. “Tonight at four sound good? At the firm?”

“Sounds perfect.” I took a sip of my juice and cringed at how squeaky my voice had sounded.

“Great,” he said, then there was a pause. It seemed neither of us was ready to hang up, at least immediately.

Finally, I spoke up, taking advantage of the silence. “Thank you, by the way.”

“Hm?”

“For yesterday. With my panic attack…you helped a lot.”

I couldn’t see his face, but I could envision the smile that he had grown just based on his tone. “It was no problem,” he said gently.

My grip tightened on my phone and I pressed it closer to my ear. “I’ll talk to you later.”

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a good rest of your day,” he

the kitchen floor and pulled my knees. to my chin. I had just taken my

from Bruce flashed across the screen. I opened the text up and

playing nice for now, but don’t

on my screen. There had been several others he

look lovely

calling you? I’m not into making calls, bad

Coco. I’m

over the screen. Part of me wanted to respond and tell him to back off, but the other saw an

that way.

my chest, steadying my breaths as they grew shallower. Even from afar, Bruce managed to make me feel disgusted with myself. Wherever he was, darkness followed in

consume me, with every twisted

alone. made me jump and drop my cellphone. It seemed far–fetched, but I had my suspicions that his threat

Slowly, I hauled myself up and made my way over to the front door. I took a quick peek through the peep hole, but it wasn’t Bruce on the other

the man on the other side. There was barely any time–to address him and the

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my eyes and stumbled backward, barely catching myself on the wall. It takes a few blinks before the man is clear again, this time with a whole crowd

you Evie?” the man asked, scratching the stubble under his chin. He had a camera dangling from his neck and a notebook tucked under

‘Evie‘

woman Timothy apologized to. We’ve been looking around trying to find her, but

How?” I could feel my head starting to spin, having all those eyes watching me from my doorstep. Hesitantly, I stepped forward and looked at

strewn about. They had even set up a small campfire where two reporters were roasting marshmallows. I gawked at

you camping here?” I

news station’s going to get the scoop before we do!” He lifted his camera and snapped another picture, then grinned at

people can’t be serious!” I cried out.

The man leaned toward me, his camera now trained on my face like. an invasive eye. “Show us that

he could get any closer, then locked the door. for security. I knew the press was fierce when it came to a good story, but this was next level in terms of desperation. How would I even explain that to

it was cleaning or

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